Fake
Now That You're Mine
Disclaimer: I do not own, claim to own, or dream about owning the cast of Fake. Ryo, Dee, Carol, Drake, JJ, Bikky, Commissioner Rose, and anyone else I forgot to mention are the property of the author of Fake, Sanami Matoh, and such.
So! – Here begins the story! I didn't have any plans as to where the story was going when I started it. It wrote itself as I went along. This used to be part of a seven chapter story, but since it had very little to do with the other chapters, I separated them. This is entirely focused on Dee and Ryo's romance. And I think prepositions are the best things to end a sentence with. The crappy grammar isn't the product of careless mistakes; it's included to add to the style. I sound really pretentious, don't I? I'm really not. Wait, that makes me sound even more pretentious. Oops
Chapter 1 Just an Old-Fashioned Love Song
Ryo pulled the covers back up over his head. Bikky was pulling the sheet from the bottom trying to wake him, but Ryo was violently opposed. "Come on, five more minutes."
"No way! If you were trying to wake me up for work, you'd be giving me a responsibility lecture. I'm already set to walk out the door and get to work; aren't you ashamed of yourself that you aren't?"
"Not really. You work four hours a day at an ice cream parlor. And before that, you worked in a bakery. You don't understand what a hard day at work is like." Ryo yawned and dragged himself out of bed. "You gotta do something with yourself during summer break or your brain will start dripping out your ear."
"What, like Dee's did a good decade ago?"
"Would you lay off him?" Ryo gave Bikky a look and then slammed the bathroom door in his face.
"No!" Bikky shouted through the door. That Dee was always making unwanted passes at his Ryo. He'd been protecting poor Ryo for years. Now he was supposed to like Dee or something? What was with Ryo this morning, anyway? He wasn't suddenly going to like Dee. Not enough to stop pointing out his stupidity.
Ryo got ready in a hurry. He didn't want to go to work, but he wasn't going to be late if he had to be there anyway. Still half a sleep, he shuffled into the kitchen. Bikky was sitting at the table looking ready to cry. Ryo was surprised. "What is it, Bikky?"
Bikky shrugged. "I don't want to talk about it, kay? Carol called and we're fighting. Stay out of it."
Ryo sighed. Kids. They were just impossible.
Ryo made it to work on time, but the same couldn't be said for Dee. He showed up almost ten minutes late. "Come on, Dee, what's the excuse this time?"
"Rough morning?"
Ryo glared at him. "You think you're morning was fun? Bikky started my day by waking me forcibly, starting a shouting match, and then making me feel bed for him because he had a fight with carol. You and your Monday morning hangover don't get near that."
Dee shrugged. "Only because I'm used to it. That's a shame about Carol, I guess."
The morning started with, you guessed it, paperwork. Ryo finally convinced Dee to do some, so they actually finished it in time to take a real break. Dee sort of snuck up behind Ryo as he was walking down the hall to the break room. "Hey, Ryo."
Startled, Ryo spun around to face him. "Hm? What?"
Dee then employed his favorite trick. He raised his hand over his head. "Lookit."
Ryo already knew this trick. He'd fallen for it once, and he and Ryo had fought once after he'd seen Dee do the pull the same trick with JJ. He looked up and down the hall. It was empty. So he looked up. "What...uhmmhmmmhm." No one could say that Dee was well known for his professionalism at work, and now was no exception. Dee pushed Ryo against the wall and showed him just what a real kiss was. Ryo got pretty into it before it ended a good thirty seconds later.
Ryo nearly fell down when the kiss was over. That was one hell of a kiss. Dee smiled. He leaned in towards Ryo. "So tell me, Sexy, will you be my lover?" Before Ryo could speak, someone nearby let out an angry, devastated scream.
Both detectives turned in that direction. JJ. Great. Just great. He'd seen the whole thing. JJ ran at Ryo, making a pathetic attempt to strangle Ryo. "You get away from my Dee you...!"
"Come on, what now?" JJ's partner, Drake, dragged JJ away. "Come on, JJ, can't you control yourself?"
Dee fumed. JJ had ended their little happy moment! He'd kill that bastard one of these days. Ignoring JJ's whining, he turned back to his partner. "Hey, Ryo, why don't you come over for dinner tonight?"
Ryo smiled. "Sure, thanks." He'd have to lie to Bikky to keep him from coming over and "protecting" him tonight. Bikky had been really helpful quite often when Dee would try to have his way, but tonight Ryo really wanted to have a peaceful dinner without Bikky interrupting every five seconds to insult Dee. He'd just tell him he was going on a date with some woman from work. Maybe that would fool him.
That evening, Dee gave up on cooking and ordered a pizza. Ryo showed up on time, as usual. They didn't talk much while they were eating. They didn't talk much for a few minutes after they were done, either. Eventually they got into several conversations about completely random topics, none of which were what the two wanted to talk about. In mid sentence, Dee got up and turned on his stereo. Ryo didn't recognize the music. "What song is this?"
Dee grinned. "Just an old fashioned love song." He sat back down next to Ryo on the couch. "You didn't answer me earlier."
"I couldn't. Not after the whole bit with JJ. I'm sorry."
Dee casually put his arm across the back of the couch behind Ryo. "No, don't be. I'll just ask again." He leaned towards Ryo. "So..." He pushed him over sideways and leaned over him. "...will you..." He stared down into Ryo's eyes. "...be my lover, Baby?"
Ryo looked up and met Dee's gaze. He'd spent so much time pushing Dee away that he had taken this long to admit to himself that he did want this. "Yes."
Ryo was prepared for Dee to snap out of his reasonably polite (for him, anyway) mode and get all pushy as usual. After all, if he thought he was welcome, he'd be even worse than when he'd known he wasn't. Surprisingly, Dee did no such thing.
Instead, he leaned down further and kissed Ryo. Somehow, it was even sweeter than his kiss that afternoon at the precinct. It seemed to last forever, and it did in fact last several minutes. Ryo couldn't believe he'd pushed this away for three years. He loved Dee. He wished he'd seen it sooner. He spoke softly. "Dee, all this time you've tried to force yourself on me and I pushed you away...I realize now that that I was lying to myself. I didn't want to love another man, but I do and there's no reason why I shouldn't."
Dee ran his fingers through Ryo's hair. "I love you too, Baby."
"Dee...I said once that I wouldn't care if you had your way. And instead, you hit me, because you knew I didn't truly mean it. But now...I want you to. You know I mean it."
Dee kissed him again. At some point in the night, they moved from the couch into Dee's room. Ryo seemed nervous, but he reassured Dee that he really wanted to go through with it. Dee was ecstatic. Screw the foreplay. Ryo didn't say anything as Dee "helped" him out of his jeans. He said nothing beyond, "I'm ready," as Dee did his thing. It wasn't particularly romantic, but nothing much could be expected from a first- timer who was a nervous wreck. Still, it was wonderful.
The next morning Bikky ran right over to Dee's place. He could tell Ryo was lying, especially now that he hadn't come home, and he felt it was his duty to make sure Dee hadn't molested his Ryo.
Bikky knocked hard on the door. No answer. Finally, he tried the door and found out it wasn't locked. That was real safe. Bikky walked into the apartment. No sign of either Dee or Ryo. Then Bikky noticed the closed bedroom door. Without a second thought, he opened it. He then jaw- dropped and gagged.
Ryo was draped over Dee, still sound asleep. Dee had an arm around Ryo. He'd heard Bikky coming, but it didn't seem like an event worth waking Ryo up for. Bikky stared at the two men. The sheet did its job of covering them for the most part, but he could tell that they'd skipped the pj's part of getting ready for bed. He couldn't believe it. While Bikky stood and stared, Ryo woke up and yawned. "Mornin'...Bikky? Oh my God, why the HELL are you here?! You...I...err...WHY?!!!!"
Bikky turned and walked out of the apartment. While Dee seemed unconcerned that Bikky had walked in on that particular scene, Ryo was panicking. "Shit, Dee, do you realize how bad this is?! First off, this is none of his business, and second, he can't stand the idea of you and me! He's going to be pissed for a long time, and I have to live with him.
Dee thought Ryo was making a big deal out of nothing. "He only hated the idea because he knew you weren't interested. So if he knows it's mutual, how can he possibly care?"
Ryo thought about it. "Good point." He rolled over to check the time. "Damn. We're going to have to hurry if we're going to get to work on time."
"You worry too much. Since they'd string you up for bad hygiene if you wore yesterday's clothes to work again, take something of mine."
With a great deal of effort on Ryo's part, they did get to work on time. They sat down at their desks just as Drake walked into the room. JJ sat and stewed at his desk. He refused to look up and acknowledge that Ryo, the thief of his Dee, existed. Drake decided that his annoying partner deserved to get a hard time this morning, and so did Dee and Ryo. After all, if Dee would refrain from hitting on Ryo in the office, JJ would be a lot easier to deal with. He sidled over to Ryo's desk and spoke loudly enough to ensure JJ would hear him. "Hey, hey, Ryo, is that chair comfy enough for you?"
Ryo looked up at him and blinked. "Pardon?"
Drake grinned maliciously. "Ya know, you don't need a cushion or anything?"
Ryo glared at him. "What are you getting at?"
"Those are Dee's clothes. I know what you've been up to..." Simultaneously, JJ jumped up to scream 'Oh my God' and Ryo punched Drake in the nose. Drake reeled backwards.
Ryo was pissed. "You think you're funny?"
Drake shook his head. Ryo had held back and hadn't really hurt him. "Hey, I was just trying to get a rise out of JJ – which I seem to have done." JJ was sitting on the floor crying. So that was that. He really wasn't going to get Dee anytime soon, was he? Well, he'd just have to work on breaking them up! Yeah, that would be a good plan!
Commissioner Rose sighed. He'd heard everything from the hallway. He really wasn't going to get Ryo, was he? Well, it wasn't meant to be.
And so began another looong day at the 27th precinct.
Continued in Chapter 2...
Disclaimer: I do not own, claim to own, or dream about owning the cast of Fake. Ryo, Dee, Carol, Drake, JJ, Bikky, Commissioner Rose, and anyone else I forgot to mention are the property of the author of Fake, Sanami Matoh, and such.
So! – Here begins the story! I didn't have any plans as to where the story was going when I started it. It wrote itself as I went along. This used to be part of a seven chapter story, but since it had very little to do with the other chapters, I separated them. This is entirely focused on Dee and Ryo's romance. And I think prepositions are the best things to end a sentence with. The crappy grammar isn't the product of careless mistakes; it's included to add to the style. I sound really pretentious, don't I? I'm really not. Wait, that makes me sound even more pretentious. Oops
Chapter 1 Just an Old-Fashioned Love Song
Ryo pulled the covers back up over his head. Bikky was pulling the sheet from the bottom trying to wake him, but Ryo was violently opposed. "Come on, five more minutes."
"No way! If you were trying to wake me up for work, you'd be giving me a responsibility lecture. I'm already set to walk out the door and get to work; aren't you ashamed of yourself that you aren't?"
"Not really. You work four hours a day at an ice cream parlor. And before that, you worked in a bakery. You don't understand what a hard day at work is like." Ryo yawned and dragged himself out of bed. "You gotta do something with yourself during summer break or your brain will start dripping out your ear."
"What, like Dee's did a good decade ago?"
"Would you lay off him?" Ryo gave Bikky a look and then slammed the bathroom door in his face.
"No!" Bikky shouted through the door. That Dee was always making unwanted passes at his Ryo. He'd been protecting poor Ryo for years. Now he was supposed to like Dee or something? What was with Ryo this morning, anyway? He wasn't suddenly going to like Dee. Not enough to stop pointing out his stupidity.
Ryo got ready in a hurry. He didn't want to go to work, but he wasn't going to be late if he had to be there anyway. Still half a sleep, he shuffled into the kitchen. Bikky was sitting at the table looking ready to cry. Ryo was surprised. "What is it, Bikky?"
Bikky shrugged. "I don't want to talk about it, kay? Carol called and we're fighting. Stay out of it."
Ryo sighed. Kids. They were just impossible.
Ryo made it to work on time, but the same couldn't be said for Dee. He showed up almost ten minutes late. "Come on, Dee, what's the excuse this time?"
"Rough morning?"
Ryo glared at him. "You think you're morning was fun? Bikky started my day by waking me forcibly, starting a shouting match, and then making me feel bed for him because he had a fight with carol. You and your Monday morning hangover don't get near that."
Dee shrugged. "Only because I'm used to it. That's a shame about Carol, I guess."
The morning started with, you guessed it, paperwork. Ryo finally convinced Dee to do some, so they actually finished it in time to take a real break. Dee sort of snuck up behind Ryo as he was walking down the hall to the break room. "Hey, Ryo."
Startled, Ryo spun around to face him. "Hm? What?"
Dee then employed his favorite trick. He raised his hand over his head. "Lookit."
Ryo already knew this trick. He'd fallen for it once, and he and Ryo had fought once after he'd seen Dee do the pull the same trick with JJ. He looked up and down the hall. It was empty. So he looked up. "What...uhmmhmmmhm." No one could say that Dee was well known for his professionalism at work, and now was no exception. Dee pushed Ryo against the wall and showed him just what a real kiss was. Ryo got pretty into it before it ended a good thirty seconds later.
Ryo nearly fell down when the kiss was over. That was one hell of a kiss. Dee smiled. He leaned in towards Ryo. "So tell me, Sexy, will you be my lover?" Before Ryo could speak, someone nearby let out an angry, devastated scream.
Both detectives turned in that direction. JJ. Great. Just great. He'd seen the whole thing. JJ ran at Ryo, making a pathetic attempt to strangle Ryo. "You get away from my Dee you...!"
"Come on, what now?" JJ's partner, Drake, dragged JJ away. "Come on, JJ, can't you control yourself?"
Dee fumed. JJ had ended their little happy moment! He'd kill that bastard one of these days. Ignoring JJ's whining, he turned back to his partner. "Hey, Ryo, why don't you come over for dinner tonight?"
Ryo smiled. "Sure, thanks." He'd have to lie to Bikky to keep him from coming over and "protecting" him tonight. Bikky had been really helpful quite often when Dee would try to have his way, but tonight Ryo really wanted to have a peaceful dinner without Bikky interrupting every five seconds to insult Dee. He'd just tell him he was going on a date with some woman from work. Maybe that would fool him.
That evening, Dee gave up on cooking and ordered a pizza. Ryo showed up on time, as usual. They didn't talk much while they were eating. They didn't talk much for a few minutes after they were done, either. Eventually they got into several conversations about completely random topics, none of which were what the two wanted to talk about. In mid sentence, Dee got up and turned on his stereo. Ryo didn't recognize the music. "What song is this?"
Dee grinned. "Just an old fashioned love song." He sat back down next to Ryo on the couch. "You didn't answer me earlier."
"I couldn't. Not after the whole bit with JJ. I'm sorry."
Dee casually put his arm across the back of the couch behind Ryo. "No, don't be. I'll just ask again." He leaned towards Ryo. "So..." He pushed him over sideways and leaned over him. "...will you..." He stared down into Ryo's eyes. "...be my lover, Baby?"
Ryo looked up and met Dee's gaze. He'd spent so much time pushing Dee away that he had taken this long to admit to himself that he did want this. "Yes."
Ryo was prepared for Dee to snap out of his reasonably polite (for him, anyway) mode and get all pushy as usual. After all, if he thought he was welcome, he'd be even worse than when he'd known he wasn't. Surprisingly, Dee did no such thing.
Instead, he leaned down further and kissed Ryo. Somehow, it was even sweeter than his kiss that afternoon at the precinct. It seemed to last forever, and it did in fact last several minutes. Ryo couldn't believe he'd pushed this away for three years. He loved Dee. He wished he'd seen it sooner. He spoke softly. "Dee, all this time you've tried to force yourself on me and I pushed you away...I realize now that that I was lying to myself. I didn't want to love another man, but I do and there's no reason why I shouldn't."
Dee ran his fingers through Ryo's hair. "I love you too, Baby."
"Dee...I said once that I wouldn't care if you had your way. And instead, you hit me, because you knew I didn't truly mean it. But now...I want you to. You know I mean it."
Dee kissed him again. At some point in the night, they moved from the couch into Dee's room. Ryo seemed nervous, but he reassured Dee that he really wanted to go through with it. Dee was ecstatic. Screw the foreplay. Ryo didn't say anything as Dee "helped" him out of his jeans. He said nothing beyond, "I'm ready," as Dee did his thing. It wasn't particularly romantic, but nothing much could be expected from a first- timer who was a nervous wreck. Still, it was wonderful.
The next morning Bikky ran right over to Dee's place. He could tell Ryo was lying, especially now that he hadn't come home, and he felt it was his duty to make sure Dee hadn't molested his Ryo.
Bikky knocked hard on the door. No answer. Finally, he tried the door and found out it wasn't locked. That was real safe. Bikky walked into the apartment. No sign of either Dee or Ryo. Then Bikky noticed the closed bedroom door. Without a second thought, he opened it. He then jaw- dropped and gagged.
Ryo was draped over Dee, still sound asleep. Dee had an arm around Ryo. He'd heard Bikky coming, but it didn't seem like an event worth waking Ryo up for. Bikky stared at the two men. The sheet did its job of covering them for the most part, but he could tell that they'd skipped the pj's part of getting ready for bed. He couldn't believe it. While Bikky stood and stared, Ryo woke up and yawned. "Mornin'...Bikky? Oh my God, why the HELL are you here?! You...I...err...WHY?!!!!"
Bikky turned and walked out of the apartment. While Dee seemed unconcerned that Bikky had walked in on that particular scene, Ryo was panicking. "Shit, Dee, do you realize how bad this is?! First off, this is none of his business, and second, he can't stand the idea of you and me! He's going to be pissed for a long time, and I have to live with him.
Dee thought Ryo was making a big deal out of nothing. "He only hated the idea because he knew you weren't interested. So if he knows it's mutual, how can he possibly care?"
Ryo thought about it. "Good point." He rolled over to check the time. "Damn. We're going to have to hurry if we're going to get to work on time."
"You worry too much. Since they'd string you up for bad hygiene if you wore yesterday's clothes to work again, take something of mine."
With a great deal of effort on Ryo's part, they did get to work on time. They sat down at their desks just as Drake walked into the room. JJ sat and stewed at his desk. He refused to look up and acknowledge that Ryo, the thief of his Dee, existed. Drake decided that his annoying partner deserved to get a hard time this morning, and so did Dee and Ryo. After all, if Dee would refrain from hitting on Ryo in the office, JJ would be a lot easier to deal with. He sidled over to Ryo's desk and spoke loudly enough to ensure JJ would hear him. "Hey, hey, Ryo, is that chair comfy enough for you?"
Ryo looked up at him and blinked. "Pardon?"
Drake grinned maliciously. "Ya know, you don't need a cushion or anything?"
Ryo glared at him. "What are you getting at?"
"Those are Dee's clothes. I know what you've been up to..." Simultaneously, JJ jumped up to scream 'Oh my God' and Ryo punched Drake in the nose. Drake reeled backwards.
Ryo was pissed. "You think you're funny?"
Drake shook his head. Ryo had held back and hadn't really hurt him. "Hey, I was just trying to get a rise out of JJ – which I seem to have done." JJ was sitting on the floor crying. So that was that. He really wasn't going to get Dee anytime soon, was he? Well, he'd just have to work on breaking them up! Yeah, that would be a good plan!
Commissioner Rose sighed. He'd heard everything from the hallway. He really wasn't going to get Ryo, was he? Well, it wasn't meant to be.
And so began another looong day at the 27th precinct.
Continued in Chapter 2...
